After Thor took his colossal dump, something in the grass startled him, and he nearly broke my ankle trying to get away from what I could not see. If I didn't believe in God, I might suspect the universe of conspiring against my efforts to exercise. But Thor is a dog who sniffs where he has just peed in order to see who had recently been there. 
Cleo was more gentle, deigning to sit, albeit with a bit of a whimper, as I tried to snap a picture of the cat she'd wanted to chase yesterday. Hank Jones and Charlie Haden's performance of "Blessed Assurance" was looping in my head as a sweat tried to break through the cold.
hip-sore, i should not
worry about your bowels
as much as my own
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